Chapter 2417

"Hey!"

The old man in Mahayana wearing a jade hairpin showed a little pain on his face, and immediately retracted his huge palm and turned it into a normal one.

I saw a lot of blood gushing out of the old man's right palm. There was a hollow wound in the palm. It was Shen Lang's injury!

"Here No way! "

Seeing that he didn't make any achievements in one stroke, but was wounded by the other side, the old man with the hairpin couldn't believe his eyes.

How could the friars in the area have such a strong strength?

Seeing that Shen Lang can really hurt the monks during the Mahayana period, several young ladies of the Kyushu emperor are really shocked. They can't think of any words to describe Shen Lang.

"Hahaha, the Mahayana monk of guimingzong, I don't think so!"

Shen Lang laughed loudly. The stars and nine swords whirled around him like a rainbow.

Hearing the harsh laughter, the old man with the hairpin became angry and angry.

"Dying!"

Another white haired old man was just about to fight.

Shen Lang sneered: "you are really good at fighting against me, a small combined friar. How could you even use two enemies and one? Don't be afraid to laugh off other people's big teeth when it comes out? "

The purpose of saying this is to stimulate the old man with the hairpin.

Shen Lang is also self-conscious. He may be able to fight against the friars in the early days of Mahayana with his strength, but at most he has had a fight with a Mahayana in the early days. If he meets two people, he will definitely die.

If you can defeat one Mahayana friar first, and then face another Mahayana friar, even if you are defeated, there is great hope to escape.

"Step back, elder martial brother, and let me kill the Yellow haired child who doesn't know the height of the earth!"

The old man with the hairpin stopped in front of the old man with white hair, and his anger had expanded to the extreme. His face twisted and said: "yellow hair child, as you wish, if you don't break you to pieces today, I'm not worthy to be the father of the ghost Ming clan!"

As soon as the voice fell, the old man with the hairpin rolled out his double palms with a sinister face. Two black pillars of fire poured out of his palms. They came towards the waves with the power of lightning and thunder.

"Hiss!"

Shen Lang's body bristles with cold hairs. The black flame is extremely terrifying. If you rely on other gods, you may not be able to resist it.

At this stage, facing the monks in the Mahayana period, Shen Lang has only nine hell sword array, which is a kind of magic power. It may be stronger to turn into golden eye stone ape, but there will be a huge hidden danger.

He will not do so until he has to.

"Nine hell sword array, stop it for me!"

With a loud shout, the sky star nine swords around Shen Lang broke the original space, forming a circular sword shadow space, which was used as a shield by Shen Lang and blocked in front of him.

"Boom!"

The horrible black pillar of fire bombards the space of the sword shadow, making a loud roar one after another, and the space is blasted with a gap.

Seeing that Shen Lang's strange supernatural power can resist his own ghost fire, the old man with the jade hairpin first shocked, and then his face was ferocious: "I'd like to see how long you can last!"

As a monk in the Mahayana period, the old man with the hairpin can see that Shen Lang's magic power has a powerful power to change the space, and even has some shadow of Xuanyu, which is incredible!

Old people can't believe that it's Xuanyu, but such a powerful spirit must be supported by a huge spiritual power! He concluded that the boy would not last long.

Shen Lang tries his best to hold up the sword shadow space to resist the attack of the pillar of fire continuously. Occasionally, a few black flames are splashed on him, all of which are resisted by the Hunyuan gas mask condensed in front of him.

For half a minute, the old man's face gradually darkened. He thought it was strange. A fit monk could not have such a huge spiritual power.

He didn't see Shen Lang absorb the Yin power in the air. How can this boy survive up to now?

Niu fengfu'er and others are also stunned. It's hard to imagine how Shen Lang did it.

The blessed face on Shi Kun's back is gloomy. The stronger Shen Lang is, the more jealous he is. He is eager for these two monks to kill Shen Lang!

The old man in black robe beside him was shocked. He was waiting for the best time to make a move. Once Shen Lang's life is threatened, he will definitely help him to thank him. At that time, Tiangui clan will also make friends with him.

Before that, the old man in black robe wanted to see Shen Lang's strength. The disciple who taught him was really rebellious!

"Boom!"

The sound of explosion and roar is still going on, and the space of sword shadow is still as solid as a rock, and it continues to resist the ghost fire of heaven released by the old man of Hosta.

Shen Lang can still hold on, but his face is a little ugly.

Although the physical strength of the five elements brought him a steady stream of spiritual power, his cultivation was only at the beginning of the integration. The amount of spiritual power recovery of the five elements was slightly less than the amount of spiritual power consumption to maintain the operation of the Jiuyou sword array.

Jiuyou sword array is powerful, and the spiritual power consumed is also very terrible. Shen Lang can only extract nine colors of magic light from time to time, convert it into spiritual power and replenish consumption.

"Master, it seems that you are not powerful enough. Why don't you try a stronger one?" Shen Lang sneers.

The face of the old man with the jade hairpin is blue. After so long, he not only has nothing to do, but also easily satirizes himself, which makes him extremely embarrassed.

"Blood shadow needle!"

The old man of the jade hairpin drank violently and offered his own life magic weapon.

All of a sudden, 108 long red needles were floating in front of him. Each needle was about half a meter long. There was a strange blood flame on the tip of the needle, which contained the power of terror. The space was burned out by a hole.

The old man didn't want to use his own life magic weapon. To deal with a compound friar, he has to use his own life magic weapon, which will appear incompetent.

But this kid's strength is too weird. In order to make a quick decision, the old man of the jade hairpin can only attack with all his strength!

The old man of the jade hairpin infuses a lot of spiritual power into the 108 blood colored divine needles. The 108 long needles turn into a dense blood colored silk thread in an instant, which breaks up the space, and even spreads the shocking blood colored poisonous fire in the broken space.

"Kill!"

With the old man's shout of the jade hairpin, the blood colored silk thread was woven into a big net and shot towards the waves.

"Nine hell sword array!"

Shen Lang's heart was startled. He urged Tianxing nine swords to attack.

"Boom!"

The sword shadow space formed by Tianxing nine swords collided with the big net of blood color, and the sound of exciting collision was loud all over the sky.

After being hit by the sword shadow space, the big net of blood color collapses.

When Shen Lang is relieved, suddenly changes!

Although the blood color net disintegrated, it was transformed into 108 blood color long needles again. Countless blood needles flew out of the sword shadow space and directed straight to the waves.

"No!"

Shen Lang's hair was cold all over. He had no time to take back the Jiuyou sword array, so he had to turn over his hands to sacrifice the Hunyuan golden sword.

"The aurora is beheaded!"

With a roar, the Hunyuan gold sword in Shen Lang's hand turned into a mirage, and he waved it forward crazily. At the same time, he split thirty swords in succession!